The Pub

This cavernous steakhouse feels like it hasn’t changed since Truman was in office — and yes, we mean that as a good thing. A throwback in the style of the old Zaberer’s in North Wildwood, it has a basic salad bar (iceberg and bacon bits) that beckons; a luscious, fatty rib eye that comes with jus to spare for the huge foil-wrapped baked potato; and no-nonsense waitresses who don’t flinch should someone at the table ask for his meat medium-well. The Pub’s got ambience and steak (and onion rings!) in spades — all for a third of the cash you’d drop at your typical Center City steakhouse.